•"hey, y’see the red thing at the top of the shelf, will you get it?“ “Sorry, what?” “On the sh-” “oh yeah sure, I’ll get it.”
•*doesn’t hear teacher because someone’s pen is making a scratchy sound at the back of the room*
•*replays video 10 ten times to figure out what they’re saying*
•teachers asking, “why do you always stop writing in the middle of a sentence, just write down whatever I’m saying,” followed by the response, “I’m just processing it,” rebuked by, “we’ll stop processing it and just write.”
•*gets really focused on staring out the window and goes through four songs without hearing a single on*
Grog tries his hand at that writing thing. Scanlan assists.
For the Critical Role mini-bang, to accompany @fluorescentwolf‘s amazing art
Scanlan cannot quite believe it.
“You’re serious?”
Grog’s brow furrows. “Well, yeah.”
“You can’t write at all?”
“Well… nah.”
Scanlan stares up at his goliath friend, completely dumbfounded. “But why not?” he asks finally.
Grog shrugs, a nonchalance of a man who does not comprehend how strange such an existence is. “Never learned,” he says simply. “Smashin’s more my thing.”
“Well, I can’t deny that, buddy. But we’re really going to have to change this whole illiterate thing, you know, there are those who would disapprove of -”
Okay, at this point there has to be something wrong with me, right? I’ve watched this 20 times in the last half hour, I still don’t know what they are saying half the time, but it doesn’t seem to matter because i’ve been crying my eyes out laughing for the entire last half hour …